Nine PM, Haicheng, in the largest bar in the central district.
Thump, thump, thump!
The deafening DJ rocked the venue, as men and women swayed in the dim space.
Inside a private room, Su Wen leaned back on a sofa, looking relaxed. “There are so many people here. I wonder how the government will handle it if they know we’re here. I’m quite curious.”
Opposite him sat the woman with the large saber on her back and the tea-drinking old man. Not just them; his armed subordinates had already spread throughout Haicheng, preventing the enemy from launching a surprise attack to capture them all.
Outside the bar, a black sedan pulled to a stop.
The car door opened, and Xu Mo stepped out. He frowned as he looked at the bustling bar entrance. “Are they sure they’re here? With so many ordinary people, a real attack would likely kill many.”
Crack!
Behind him, a young man from the Security Bureau got out of the car. He offered Xu Mo a cigarette. “Brother Xu, didn’t Director He tell you not to hold back? This Senluo Association is a parasite on the nation. If you don’t eliminate them with swift and decisive action today, the casualties they cause tomorrow will be ten, even a hundred times more than the people in this bar.”
Hearing him, Xu Mo pushed the cigarette away. “I’ll save this for when I get back.”
He strode toward the bar.
“Oh, right, the target is in Room 101 on the second floor. Just go in and kill anyone you see!” The young Security Bureau agent smiled broadly and waved.
Xu Mo waved his hand behind him, signaling that he heard.
The Security Bureau agent got back in the car, drove it a bit further away, and waited quietly.
Bang!
Just two minutes later, an explosion erupted from the second floor of the bar.
He quickly looked toward the bar.
“Ah! You damned monster!” a roar of anger came from the second floor.
The next moment, a dreadlocked young man, covered in blood, burst out of a second-story window.
Thud!
Then, a 2.6-meter tall figure with a saber was sent flying backward, her chest deeply caved in, her face pale. She clearly wouldn’t live much longer.
On the other side, a figure, completely red with black demonic patterns on its face, appeared at the broken second-story window.
The figure’s left hand clutched the head of an old man. The head’s single eye was calm, indicating he had been taken down before he could even react.
“Hmph, trying to escape?” Xu Mo’s eyes were cold. He casually tossed the head aside, his leg muscles bulging and then instantly contracting.
Bang!
The floorboards beneath his feet exploded, and he transformed into a red blur, rushing toward the fleeing Su Wen.
Su Wen’s expression was terrified. Flames burst from his feet with every step, propelling him further. “Is this guy from the Special Bureau? How could there be such a monster there?!” Su Wen kept looking back at the red monster hot on his heels.
This guy was too strong. The moment he entered, he instantly killed the old man and the woman, and severely injured him with a single punch, completely disregarding the ordinary people present.
Thinking this, Su Wen glanced at his left hand, which was irregularly twisted.
As Xu Mo made his move, outside the Senluo Association villa in the East District.
Two black sedans stopped. The two burly men standing guard at the entrance were about to step forward to chase them away.
Crack!
The car door opened, and Li Xueming stepped out. A translucent stream of air swept past the necks of the two burly men.
Pfft!
The sound of spraying blood erupted, and two heads fell.
He walked to He Wenxi’s car, opened the door, and He Wenxi stepped out, her expression calm. “Let’s go. Finish this as quickly as possible.”
Several supernatural agents got out behind her and walked into the villa.
Inside the villa, a middle-aged man in a black suit was staring at a computer, with a walkie-talkie next to it.
“Damn it, we still haven’t run into any government people. Are they too scared to come?” a voice came from the walkie-talkie.
“Do your job and be careful. Even if the government’s performance in Yangcheng wasn’t great, that doesn’t mean they’re weak,” Bai Ping warned, his face displeased, picking up the walkie-talkie.
Putting down the walkie-talkie, Bai Ping’s face grew serious. ‘President, why do you have to go against the government? Wouldn’t it be better to go abroad?’
He was the one who had suggested to Su Wen on the phone to go abroad, but after becoming a supernatural being, Su Wen’s ego had inflated to the point where he knew no fear.
Bai Ping shook his head and continued to monitor the news on the computer. ‘Forget it. My family is already sent abroad. If we can’t win, I’ll just run. I’m not dying with them.’
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Just then, a gust of air suddenly swept through the villa, passing over several armed men in the courtyard.
They didn’t even have time to scream before their heads fell.
Thump! Thump!
The sounds of bodies falling echoed. Bai Ping, who had been focused on the computer, changed his expression and quickly grabbed the rifle next to him.
Click!
The main door opened, and He Wenxi walked in with her team.
Behind her, Li Xueming spread his hands, his fingers moving rapidly up and down.
“You’re from the government?” Bai Ping’s face was grim. He raised his rifle, ready to open fire.
He Wenxi looked at him, a slight upturn to her lips. “The intelligence says you love your family very much?”
At these words, Bai Ping’s finger froze on the trigger. He looked at He Wenxi with an uncertain expression. “What exactly do you want? My family isn’t in the Nanming Kingdom, so I’m not afraid of your threats!”
He Wenxi didn’t speak. A young man behind her pulled out a phone and casually tossed it at Bai Ping’s feet.
“I want you to call back all the scattered armed personnel. After all, dealing with them one by one is a bit time-consuming,” He Wenxi said calmly.
Bai Ping looked at the phone at his feet. It was in video call mode.
“Waaah! Waaah!”
“Husband, quickly save us! They’re going to kill us!”
“Xiao Ping, who are these people? They’re tying up my eldest grandson.”
“Daddy, I’m scared!”
In the video, inside a villa, over a dozen armed men in black surrounded his family.
Seeing the fear and terror on his family’s faces, Bai Ping’s pupils constricted, and his breathing quickened.
He looked at He Wenxi. Her lips curved slightly, but her eyes were cold as she watched him.
“You wicked woman!” Bai Ping gritted his teeth.
He Wenxi paid no mind to his words. “Within half an hour, I want all armed personnel back here.”
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